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Brodie, what you on? (Chillin', what's the word?)
Man, I just hit this cold -ch, I gotta show you this bitch right quick, hol' on, look
This her page right here, fine as hell and this - low-key, like
I seen her on some estate type -, caught her in the club, she was goin'
Why you lookin' like that, though? Hmm

You know me, I keep it P, don't do no lame -
She - me, she - Tee, man, that's gang -
- fat, - good, yeah, I came quick
I ain't gon' lie, bro, I think we done hit the same -

Way you describin' her, this gotta be the same -
Ain't got no 313, she got a 586
Look at our texts, she been tellin' us the same -
Said she ain't - nobody, these - make me sick (huh)

I met her at a party, they was bangin' "First Day Out"
I met her at a party, they was bangin' "Tay B Style"
Like back in June, that -ch spent a whole month at my house (what?)
That - crazy, she told me she was at Rollin' Loud

I don't trust -, I hit 'em, then I act different
Stu- - told me she don't - with rap -
I guess I don't rap then, 'cause I had that - backflippin'
Told me she don't know no D -, this bitch cap different

Do she got the 14 with the screen cracked?
And her daddy caught like 14 bringin' beans back?
Yeah, the cracked screen with the stickers on the back, I seen that
On Instagram, actin' bougie with her fake mean - (hmm)

You know me, I keep it P, don't do no lame -
She - me, she - Tee, man, that's gang -
- fat, - good, yeah, I came quick
I ain't gon' lie, bro, I think we done hit the same -

Way you describin' her, this gotta be the same -
Ain't got no 313, she got a 586
Look at our texts, she been tellin' us the same -
Said she ain't - nobody, these -ches make me sick

I like her, but you already hit her, big bro
I'm 'bout to call this -ch up and put this - on the floor
Man, don't even call that -ch, I ain't gon' lie, I ain't tryna see her -
I don't hit women, I'm 'bout to have my sister beat her -

I set a date, you set a date, let's have her meet up
She see us sittin' there together, she gon' be stuck
Huh, I'm gon' be laughin' so damn hard, that - get beat up
We gon' be sittin' at the bar actin' like we drunk

I can't believe I showed that weak - my - stash
'Bout to have my lil' - beat her lil' brother -
Let's both set it up for Saturday
When she get there, we ain't gon' even talk, we just gon' see what this - gotta say

You know me, I keep it P, don't do no lame -
She - me, she - Tee, man, that's gang -
- fat, - good, yeah, I came quick
I ain't gon' lie, bro, I think we done hit the same -

Way you describin' her, this gotta be the same -
Ain't got no 313, she got a 586
Look at our texts, she been tellin' us the same -
Said she ain't - nobody, these - make me sick

(My -ga Lee, I think we got another one)



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Writer(s): Terry Sanchez Wallace, Trevon Gardner, Brandon Lee Cherry
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